33. Matty
Chapter thirty-three
Matty
W e're barely through the front door when pornographic sounds filter down the stairs from the bedrooms. I grin maniacally before taking the stairs two at a time, the slick sole of my dress shoe sliding a bit on the hardwood.
Rico's not running, but I can hear him hot on my heels.
The sight we find warms my heart in more ways than one. Santiago, balls deep in our woman. Our woman . Ours to love, ours to protect, ours to spoil every day for the rest of her life.
Even seeing Santiago's pale ass doesn't diminish from how goddamn proud I am of that beautiful son of a bitch. He finally got the girl. Despite it all, his childhood, his accident, his line of work, he hadn't given up hope. Or at least I don't think he did. Maybe Hannah just saw the good in him and forced him to accept her. Either way, I feel like a proud dad.
He notices us and twists to shield Hannah's body from us as if we all haven't had her at some point. Hannah notices us too, and reaches her hand out. Santiago bares his teeth like a dog.
She smacks his chest gently. "You have to share."
"Sharing is caring..." I droll, a feral grin on my face, while I loosen my tie.
Santiago's face changes from protective, to soft as he looks down at Hannah. He's clearly as gone for her as I am, and as I suspect Rico is. Rico's more reserved with his emotions, but I've picked up on subtle changes in him. He's more relaxed, smiles more, he delegates more of his work to his Lieutenants so he has more time for Hannah and the kids.
He hasn't said anything outright, but I get the feeling he's working out the logistics of how we can all be together full-time.
Rico pulls his shirt off before Santiago reaches for his hand. He goes to drag Rico's hand between Hannah and him, but Rico pulls it back. "I love you like a hermano, man, but I'm not touching your balls."
Santiago rolls his eyes before grabbing Rico's hand again and shoving it underneath Hannah.
Rico's eyes widen comically.
"Mi Amor? What am I feeling in your ass?"
Hannah looks at me. "You didn't tell him?"
I shrug as I unbutton my shirt. "Surprise!"
Hannah can't help but laugh. "Matty helped me with a butt plug the other day, and since I knew you two were coming over later...."
Rico closes his eyes, face to the ceiling, and groans like he's in pain. "Fuck, mami, you're perfect. Marry me?"
I flash a worried look to Hannah. I know Rico's kidding, but he wasn't around during our conversation about marriage. Lucky she simply laughs breathlessly. "What is it with you men and butt-plug propositions?"
Santiago thrusts back into her, causing her to moan and dig her nails into his back.
Once Rico and I have finished undressing - fuck suits are really annoying to put on and off - Santiago wraps his arms around Hannah and flips her so she's on top.
Watching Santiago' s copper-colored fingers, covered in dark tattoos, dig into the pale flesh of Hannah's thighs is incredible. She's unblemished, where tattoos adorn more than half of his body. She's soft where he's hard, her body one of decadence where his is deadly. It makes it all more erotic. And yet they wear matching scars. As if they were made for each other.
"Matty," she moans, reaching out for me.
"Let Rico get in that sweet little ass first, then you can take me in your mouth. Do you think you can handle that, baby girl?"
Her answering mewl is enough.
Rico drags a hand down one pale globe of her ass, admiring the sparkling butt plug like it's the most beautiful thing he's seen. He looks up at me. "Lube?"
I stroke myself while reaching down and pulling some out of my slacks pocket. I had hoped today was the day we'd all get her. I toss it to him with a grin.
"What, were you a boy scout?"
"I was until they kicked me out."
Rico laughs breathlessly. "I don't even want to know."
"I'm going to take this out now, mami, that okay?"
Santiago lazily plays with her clit. For someone with such little experience, he sure looks like he knows what he's doing. He probably studied up after that first day with her. Good man.
"Yes, please." She gasps, leaning forward and squishing her tits against Santi's chest.
Rico grabs it but doesn't pull it straight out, he twists it, pushes it in a little more, and pulls it out a little, before pushing it back in.
Hannah moans and grips the sheets next to Santi's chest. Her legs are shaking and I notice a bead of sweat snakes down her spine.
Fuck, she looks incredible like this.
Santi can't reach her clit now, so he holds her face in both of his hands and kisses her slowly, leisurely, distracting her from Rico.
Rico finally removes the plug before squirting more lube on his fingers and edging them slowly into Hannah. Hannah moans and Santi pulls back.
"Ella le gusta eso." He mouths to Rico.
Rico notches the head of his thick dick at Hannah's entrance before slowly flexing his hips, pumping himself gently inside, inch by inch until he's fully seated in her. He grips her hips tightly in his hands, head thrown to the ceiling as he concentrates. Luck fuck. I want her ass next.
Rico and Santi move slowly at first, letting Hannah get used to the stretch, but I can see the hunger in her eyes.
"Get over here, Matthew."
"Yes, ma'am!" I reply enthusiastically.
She gives me a grin, her eyes half-lidded in pleasure. "Good boy."
My cock jumps at the attention, and she notices.
"I can't concentrate..." she pants and breathes through Santi bottoming out on her G-stop. Her gorgeous, wide, blue eyes find me. "Fuck my mouth, Matthew."
Lust shoots through my veins and I have to pinch the tip of my cock to stop from coming. Fuck, she looks good like this. Like a fucking Goddess I am only happy to worship.
I kneel next to Santiago's head on the bed and gently touch her head, moving her sweaty hair off of her temple .
I want to worship her, not fuck her mouth, but the heat and demand I see in her eyes tells me exactly what she wants.
I swipe my thumb across her lower lip, indulging in the soft give of her plump flesh.
"I'm going to fuck this pretty little mouth of yours, now, pretty girl. That okay with you."
She narrows her eyes at me. "Get. In. My. Fucking. Mouth." She grinds out between panting.
Rico chuckles beside me.
"Yes, ma'am."
Santi and Rico slow down so I can get situated. I'm hard as a rock and painfully achy, but more than anything I don't want to hurt her.
Rico leans over her back and wraps his tattooed hand around her neck, squeezing gently, but holding her to me. Santiago arches back, I'm assuming because Hannah squeezed him. She likes being choked. Oh fuck yes.
I replace Rico's hand and use it to bring her to me.
"Open up, pretty girl."
Obediently, she opens her mouth and sticks out her tongue. The first drag of my head against her slick, hot tongue has me close. I can feel the tension building in my lower back and my balls ache.
I edge further into her mouth, using her neck as leverage. As if connected by an unseen bond, Rico, Santi and I pick up speed. Hannah's eyes pinch and she comes on a silent scream. Rico and Santi pump into her harder, using her orgasm to pull theirs from their bodies.
My balls pull tight against my body and I come in Hannah's mouth, rope after rope of my cum until I'm completely spent.
When I finally look down again, Hannah's eyes are on mine and they're so thick with emotion I'm not sure I could name them all. Peace, awe, contentment, beauty, love?
I groan as I pull myself out of her mouth and run my thumb along the side of her neck as she swallows my load.
Fucking stunning.
Santi peppers reverent kisses along her neck, her shoulder, her collarbone. His own form of telling her he loves her.
Rico pulls out with a groan and watches as his cum slides out of her ass. I'm sure it's an incredible sight, so of course I peak. I lift Hannah's hips off of Santi and watch as both of her holes drip cum.
The caveman in me goes feral. Fuck that's a gorgeous sight. I want to fill her with our cum all day every day. I look at Rico before looking at Santi, but I already know.
She belongs to us.